haiku world . . .
plum blossoms
trailing ellipses

—Harriot West

About the author: Harriot West (htwest at mindspring.com) is a poet and writer who lives in Eugene, Oregon.


Responses to the haiku for 19 March 2003 by Harriot West

    paul m.
    2003-03-19 11:43:25

    This poem is too abstract for my taste. I am not sure what a 'haiku world' is. A world to use in writing haiku? Or some place where haiku sprout from the trees?

    Bill Waters
    2003-03-19 12:28:18

    For a haiku poet, the whole world is a collection of haiku moments waiting to be captured. I like how you celebrate both aspects of haiku, Harriot -- the act of seeing and the process of writing -- with sensitivity and a touch of humor!

    :- )

    john bird (jbird at mullum dot com dot au)
    2003-03-19 13:32:51

    Not often one sees cleverness that doesn't detract from the haiku.
    Delighted. Thank you.


    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-03-19 17:13:55

    i was beginning to wonder if, just maybe, it was me only, who could identify a bad haiku, and not in haste try to ingest it.

    a slowly evolving knowledge of a parallel world, well, not so parallel, for it wobbles and wanders aimlessly, a world called "haikuless" is being exposed.

    upon first reading, my thought was perhaps harriet meant ellipsis, as the above critics have expressed there is something rhetorical within this piece.

    i am reminded of a poem i had written some years ago, when i was allowing my mind "to go for it" without my objecting until it was exhausted.

    "looking inwardly from the inside"

    with eyes we see her beauty...
    we thought she possessed

    with his knowledge...
    we thought he knew the rest

    or was it i...
    surely to me this doesn't apply

    what is enough...
    the things we try to examine
    it is enough to set one's head to spinning

    the bird in the cage
    on what does it's day depend

    we think...
    what was it doing the day before

    the more we try to explore
    what are we really looking for...

    yet there's this door...
    simply called a mirror

    "haiku world" were the words, bill. to say the "whole world", and i am assuming you mean the "entire world", is a collection of haiku, that thought i must reject. in reading harriet's first line, the image of another world, far removed from where i was standing, i felt was being introduced. actually, i rather enjoyed the first line. the second line promised me something, but in reading further, i am quick sometimes, i realized it was a "test" being administered to me. for lack of a better word, some imagination need to be utilized here.

    then to make matters worse, i saw a hand with gauze and tape, ready to bound and gag me, preventing my objections, for what it promised, it didn't delivered.

    yes, i almost forgot, perhaps she meant ellipsis. before continuing, for i hear an uproar, this is "my opinion".

    what was left out, for the life of me, i couldn't easily fill in, nor did i feel it was deep thinking and my merely being too shallow.

    john, one can be too clever, in being so, one can fool one's self.

    i must confess, i saw the humor, oops, allow me to rephrase, i heard the humor being produced, but it source was me, as i abruptly heard myself
    emit a sound akin to "ha.

    2003-03-27 14:09:41

    Quite clever.

    W.E.G. (the_renga_master at hotmail dot com)
    2003-09-03 19:13:05

    I agree with john bird's comments. Normally the word 'haiku' should not occur in a haiku but with your 3rd line you have made something questionable into something full of promise. I wish i could comment further but i feel i cannot 'cause i did not see what you saw and i wish i had. I don't know what 'trailing ellipses' means to you and maybe i read too much into it, but it fits my mode of thinking very well. No one can read this without putting a lot of themselves into it. Expansive.

    john tiong chunghoo
    2004-01-12 10:37:26

    haiku world
    the wish to coin the word
    on addicts

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-06-04 19:35:53

    where, green meets brown
    the fronds of the palm tree ...
    the dove's nest stealthily built